0p0 Chapter 239 They Made a Divine Artifact, Right?
Chapter 239 They Made a Divine Artifact, Right?
The two yamen runners lifted the basket together and poured the rice into the bucket. Zheng Sisi took the empty basket and placed it in the outlet, which was at her feet. There was another outlet on the other side.
After putting the basket in place, Zheng Sisi turned the fan handle with her right hand, and wind blew out from the tail of the windmill. Zheng Sisi used her left hand to open the switch at the bottom of the bucket a little, and rice flowed down.
Everyone could see that the basket at Zheng Sisi's feet was filled with full rice grains, the other side was filled with rice chaff, and what was blown out at the tail were rice straw leaves that had not been cleaned up and empty shells that had not been filled with rice at all.
Zheng Sisi lowered the switch a little more, and the rice flowed down more and faster. Zheng Sisi thought the effect was very good. He lifted the wooden bar that controlled the switch and put it at the top, and the rice stopped flowing. Zheng Sisi wanted them all to try it.
She looked up and said, "Sheng Zhen, you try it too."
Everyone stared at her in amazement, and then slowly turned their eyes to the basket at her feet.
It was really as the girl said, it only took a few breaths to easily separate the rice from the chaff and weeds. Think about how long it took me to raise dust in the past, it would take half an hour to raise a load of rice, and my waist and arms would ache, and I would have to eat the dust for several days under the sun.
This valley windmill can complete other people's work in several days with just a few shakes.
These must be gods from heaven, and the weapons they made must be divine, otherwise how could they be so powerful.
The eyes they looked at Zheng Sisi became very fanatical and awed. To have such a delicate and transparent heart, she was not an ordinary person, so they had to respect her.
Zheng Sisi felt embarrassed by their stares and coughed lightly: "What's wrong with you?"
The third prince came back to his senses first and said, "Nothing, I just think you are too amazing."
That’s right, isn’t it amazing that you can come up with such a magical object?
The third prince was even more curious about Zheng Sisi's past and origins. What she did was definitely not something an ordinary woman would do. What was her experience? Why was she so familiar with this valley windmill, as if she had used it before?
But the Third Prince knew that Dai Viet definitely didn't have this thing, nor did other countries, otherwise such a good thing wouldn't be unknown. Once such a magical thing appeared in the world, it would definitely be publicized by the world and would not be allowed to be covered in dust.
Seeing that no one had reacted, Zheng Sisi said, "Sheng Zhen, do you want to try it?"
The third prince said: "Okay!"
He stood where Zheng Sisi had just stood, shook the handle like her, then turned on the switch, and the rice flowed out.
It was not difficult to shake the fan blades like this. The Third Prince shook it a few times and then turned off the switch. He said, "Who wants to try it?"
Magistrate Cao rubbed his hands eagerly: "I'll do it, I'll do it, I'm so curious, I want to try it myself."
Then one after another, when the rice was gone, they poured another basket. The carpenter and the blacksmith tried it and were all amazed! It was so amazing that they could not express it in words.
After everyone had tried it, Zheng Sisi asked, "How is it? Is it effective? Is it ten times faster than artificial dust?"
The third prince said: "Sisi, you are too modest. This efficiency is more than ten times, it should be a hundred times."
Zheng Sisi frowned: "It's not that exaggerated!"
Everyone nodded in unison: "Yes, yes, yes."
Zheng Sisi laughed.
The third prince said, "You really surprised me. I am looking forward to the effect of the threshing machine after it is completed. It must be amazing."
Zheng Sisi smiled and said, "It's not bad! It's better than manual labor."
If the people here knew that modern people no longer use these outdated tools, and that everything is mechanized and no manual labor is required, and that a harvester can be driven into the field and an acre of rice can be harvested, threshed, and separated in just ten minutes, would their jaws drop to the ground in surprise?
Zheng Sisi felt like laughing when she thought about that scene.